"I coin a phrase, For me to change, And pay for my sinz…" – m3l0dic
Cupcakes,Candy bars,And,Ice cream seem innocent,Until,I raise the bar,And,Cut out anyone sugarcoating their solidarity in a melting pot,Most are simmered in… Just when you think things are sweet,They spoil when left on a shelf,Forgotten,While rotting in a Hell,Hotter than fire withheld in our pupils… Whoever's they to you!Democratic,Conservative,Independent,You choose!In the end,We all cook our food,On a... Continue Reading →
Being peaceful is something I’m not used to.After a few days of silence,That bottle in my chest becomes vibrant,With all I’ve been pouring into it,Glowing as it pops into pieces without a choice to fight it…Because,I ask myself.Why not let it explode?And,Bask in gleaming light coming from the hot embers of a burning soul,Forming into... Continue Reading →
*An older piece I had written in high school* Are we all kings? That title doesn't suffice my confusion. I think of it and feel exclusion. Last time that I looked around, I walked out of my apartment doors and heard 100 rounds, By the hands of my brethren. Latino/Hispanic Caucasian/Spanish Asian/African, It doesn't make... Continue Reading →
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